Page 43 of Broken Pieces

“Okay,” she says staring at me oddly.

“Really I am fine. Just a weird day.”

“Alright, well I was about to go to the store. Did you make a list of what you need?”

“Oh right, of course. Let me grab it.” I walk over to the counter where I keep my ongoing list and hand it off to her.

She looks at me strangely and says, “Just text me if you forgot anything.”

“Will do.”

“Alright, see you later.”

I wave at her before slumping back against the counter. There is no way I can avoid Brooks for the rest of my life. And I am not so sure if I will be able to hold myself back when I see him.

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